𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Again, his palm landed with a loud, extreme slap. Slap! "One."

Another slap followed. Slap! "Two."

And again. Slap! "T-three."

My body trembled uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face, and my clit throbbed with pain as I let out a piercing shriek. "You like when I smack that pretty clit of yours, don't you?" Revansh remarked, his voice filled with a disturbing seriousness.

"How could you let that fucker touch you?" he growled, his fingers now squeezing my breasts with a painful intensity. "And how could you let that bitch touch you?" I shouted back, but my words were met with another harsh slap to my sensitive flesh.

"So, my wife was consumed by jealousy," he said, his fingers gliding delicately over my moist folds, eliciting a soft moan from deep within me. I managed to whisper, "Yes, just like you, my dear husband," before he abruptly thrust his three fingers inside my core, causing me to gasp at the sudden contact.

"Let's remind you of where you truly belong," he husked, sending an intoxicating shiver down my spine. The pleasure surged within my veins, but I retorted, my voice barely above a whisper, "Same goes for you." His skilled fingers continued their rhythmic motion, penetrating me deeply, and my moans reverberated throughout the room, filling the air with an undeniable heat.

"Rev─" I whimpered as he added a fourth finger, feeling an exquisite fullness that made my walls tighten around his fingers. "Yes, after tonight, this will be the only name you remember, and I will make sure of it... You are mine, Amaya, fucking mine. You belong with me - your lips, hips, tits, and every single part of you belong with me, including your soul." he declared with authority leaving no room for argument.

But it's me after all.

I snapped back at him unable to contain my desire, "You are also mine, Revansh. Don't you fucking dare forget that ─ ahh," but my words were cut short as he quickened his pace, causing pleasure to surge through every inch of my body, rendering me speechless.

His dangerous laugh reached my ears, his voice now tender as his finger expertly curled inside me, hitting all the right spots and making my eyes roll back. "Oh, god... Rev..." I was on the verge of ecstasy to release when he suddenly withdrew his fingers, leaving me groaning and frustrated.

"Take off my belt, baby," he commanded, and confusion flickered across my face as he stood up from the bed, positioning himself a short distance away. "I told you; you are not allowed on your knees in front of anyone, not even me unless you want to gag on my cock," the memory of the day flooded my mind.

I cautiously descended from the bed, the soft fabric brushing against my skin as I moved. "But today, I want you to suck me, will you?" His words hung in the air, mingling with the faint scent of musk and anticipation.